Lyrics:

They got drunk last night

At a knockdown, drag out fight

She was determined and he saw it his way

He threw a tantrum and she threw an ashtray

They got drunk last night

How's this for a \'How do you do?\'

He's unfaithful

She's untrue

They're their own masters and they're their own bosses

They reserve the right to employ double crosses

How's this for a fine \'How do you do?\'

You'd need a chair and a whip


To control their relationship

Once they were lovers and practically best friends

Now he's into bondage

And she's into Revenge

You'd need a chair and a whip

And if one of them should die

I suppose that the other would cry

There would be tears of sorrow and great grief

Or else there would be tears of release and relief

If one of them should die